Ji Tianxing and the other two could see that the Hornet Chief was not in a good mood, and his attitude was very cold.
They did not stay any longer. After bowing to the chief and bidding him farewell, they left the hall with Nia.
Nia led the three of them out of the palace and into the forest at the edge of the palace.
She arranged accommodations for the three of them, placing them on different big trees.
Ji Tianxing's small house was located on a huge ironpear tree to the east of the palace.
Ji Ke lived on a laurel tree to the south of the palace, more than a thousand meters away from him.
Shi Zhongjian was arranged to live on the west side of the palace, far away from Ji Ke and Ji Tianxing.
Ji Tianxing vaguely felt that something was wrong, so he asked Nia, "Princess Nia, why did you arrange it like this?
I hope you can arrange accommodations for us again. The three of us have to live next to each other so that we can take care of each other. "
Nia explained apologetically, "I'm very sorry. Our tribe did not build guest rooms for guests, and we rarely have guests.
These three rooms were vacated by the people of the tribe. They are relatively close to the palace, and not far from each other.
If we change to another room, we will be further away. Please forgive us. "
Since Nia explained it this way, Ji Tianxing could not say anything more.
Ji Ke and Shi Zhongjian did not feel that there was anything wrong. After thanking Nia, they went to their respective rooms.
Ji Tianxing also entered the small house and settled down.
This small house was only ten meters square, like a big mushroom in the middle of the tree branches.
There was a bedroom, a living room, and a study in the house, and the decorations were clean and tidy.
Unfortunately, the room was too small and too short. Ji Tianxing could only walk around with his back bent.
The bed in the bedroom was even smaller, and there was no way to sleep at all.
He could only sit cross-legged on the bed, silently circulating his energy to regulate his breathing.
Soon, night fell.
The Rainbow Forest became dark and very quiet. Only the sound of insects could be heard in the forest.
It was quiet all around. On the big trees in the forest, there were lights shining between the branches and leaves.
Not far away, the palace was also lit up.
Ji Tianxing sat on the small wooden bed and recalled what had happened during the day. He felt that something was wrong.
But after thinking about it for a while, he couldn't figure out what the problem was.
"Those little elves look very friendly and passionate. I hope I'm just overthinking things."
He reined in his thoughts and released his spiritual senses to probe Ji Ke's room. He wanted to see how Ji Ke was doing.
However, his spiritual sense could only detect a radius of 1,300 meters. He was still hundreds of meters away from Ji Ke's room.
After a moment of hesitation, he quietly left the room and flew a hundred meters to the south. He silently landed on a big tree.
At this time, his spiritual awareness could finally detect Ji Ke's room.
Ji Ke's room was very quiet. She was sitting on a small wooden bed, meditating and recovering her Quintessential Essence.
Ji Tianxing observed her for a moment. Seeing that she was fine, he was finally relieved.
He retracted his spiritual sense and returned to his room, preparing to circulate his Quintessential Essence and cultivate.
But at this time, the sound of wind whistling through the night came from outside the window.
The sound of the wind was not loud. It was like the sound of a bird flapping its wings and stirring up the air.
If not for Ji Tianxing's sharp senses, he wouldn't have heard it at all.
He instinctively released his Spiritual Perception and saw a team of golden-armored Wasp people in the forest two hundred meters away. They were galloping towards the tribal palace from afar.
There were a total of eight Wasp people. They were all equipped with Wasp Stinger swords. Their bodies were filled with cold killing intent.
They were escorting a grayish-brown dwarf. They used ropes made of spider silk to tie up the dwarf's limbs so that he couldn't move.
The dwarf was only one meter tall. He looked like a lump of stone or a clay doll made of mud. He looked both sturdy and honest.
He didn't have wings. His limbs were short and thick, and his body was strong and muscular.
His long brown hair was tied into three braids with a hair rope made of golden silk.
Unfortunately, he was heavily injured. There were several wounds on his chest and back, from which golden blood kept gushing out. His right wrist was also cut off.
He struggled with all his might, letting out muffled roars from his mouth.
However, he couldn't break the spider silk rope, and it was impossible for him to escape from the eight Wasp guards' swords.
The Wasp guards escorted him through the dark forest and entered a gate at the side of the palace. They quickly disappeared.
Ji Tianxing witnessed this scene with his own eyes. He immediately frowned and revealed a puzzled expression.
"What's the race of the dwarf that looks like a mud man? He's obviously not the same race as the fairies of the Rainbow Forest.
Could he be the Earth Spirit that the chief mentioned? "
He had a vague feeling that the fairies of the Rainbow Forest weren't as friendly as they appeared to be.
However, he didn't know much about the fairies and the Earth Spirit. He also didn't know about the grudges between the two races.
Therefore, he couldn't come to a conclusion, nor could he make wild guesses.
After a while, he collected his thoughts and sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, concentrating on cultivating.
Time passed quietly, and the night grew darker.
Around eight hours later, it was already three o 'clock in the morning.
It was an hour before dawn. It was the time when a person was the most tired and relaxed, but it was also the darkest time of the day.
Ji Tianxing was cultivating when he suddenly felt a piercing pain all over his body. His head was faintly dizzy, and his consciousness became a little blurry.
Such a strange reaction immediately woke him up.
He didn't hesitate to cultivate and protect his body, and he opened his eyes.
He saw that in the dark room, there were wisps of colorful fog floating in the air.
The colorful fog, which was as thin as hair, contained an extremely potent poison. It floated silently and spread in the room.
Ji Tianxing immediately frowned, and a sharp cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Damn it! Someone actually poisoned me? "
While he was cultivating to protect himself, he quickly released his spiritual sense to cover a radius of a hundred meters, covering the entire tree.
He immediately detected that there were a few sneaky butterfly-people in the grass under the tree.
The butterfly-people were working together to cast a secret technique, injecting wisps of colorful poisonous fog into the tree.
The poisonous fog silently flowed along the tree trunk and branches into the small house. It was really impossible to guard against it.
In addition, a few Wasp Guards in golden armor were lurking on the treetops not far away.
They all held Wasp Sting swords and stared coldly at Ji Tianxing's small house, accumulating killing intent all over their bodies.
After a short ten breaths, the butterfly-people under the tree finished casting and made a secret signal to the Wasp Guards on the tree.
The Wasp Guards couldn't hold back their killing intent and flew toward the small house with their Wasp Sting swords.
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